In the damp dense forest, there was a strong smell of rotting leaves, and somewhere in the dense forest, under the hundred-zhang tall white-bark ancient tree, a dark yellow tuber-shaped elixir exuded a strong earth spiritual power.

At a certain moment, a half-human-sized red-skinned giant rat poked its head out of the rotting leaves and quietly crawled towards the tuber elixir, but unfortunately it was not close to the elixir, only to see a flash of blood, and a huge blood-colored python jumped down from the ancient tree, swallowed the red-skinned giant rat in one bite, and then slowly circled back to the white-bark ancient tree, continuing to greedily guard the tuber elixir, salivating and spitting snake letters.

Staying here, hunting and eating low-level demon beasts, the blood-colored python has long been accustomed to all this. I only heard the rustling of forest leaves not far away, and a black-robed young man held a jade compass with flowing spiritual light and walked slowly. The blood-colored python did not take this young man in his eyes, and as usual, he jumped down from the white-bark ancient tree, turned into a bloody light, and jumped towards the black-robed youth.

"This is, Twist Root! It looks like it's at least five hundred years old... It's a pity that the spiritual creatures here are still not the essence of the resting soil..."

Seeing the huge yellow dot indicated on the jade compass, it turned out to be a twisted root, the black-robed young man couldn't help but sigh slightly, and he didn't look at the blood-colored python rushing to his face, and with a light wave of his palm, he saw a blue sword shadow flash away, and the next moment, the blood-colored giant python in mid-air was actually cut in two by the sword shadow. The black-robed young man waved his hand again, and the sword shadow flew back into his hand, turning into a small blue sword.

Hide your cultivation with hidden breath, and kill the blood python with sword qi, this black-robed young man who searches for the essence of the earth is not Xuan Mo, but who is it!

With a sigh, Xuan Mo's figure flashed, appeared under the ancient whitebark tree, bent down to pick the roots of the five hundred years, and put them into the storage bag, in which there were many years of sufficient elixir.

Half a day has passed since Xuanmo entered the place of trial. Within half a day, Xuan Mo searched hundreds of miles of dense forests, and the essence of the earth did not have the slightest clue, but he found a lot of rare elixirs. The only strange thing is that along the way, I didn't meet a single monk.

"It's strange, there is obviously the breath left by a monk here, why haven't I seen a monk..."Thinking of this, Xuan Mo couldn't help but stroke the tip of his nose, muttered silently, and after a few breaths, a trace of alarm suddenly rose in his heart, and with a pinch of the magic trick, the blue top-grade flying sword turned into a streamer, slashing towards the bushes on the side, and at the same time burst into a shout, "Who is it!" ”

The clear voice spread in the silent dense forest, and there was no echo, and where the blue flying sword slashed, the trees within a radius of more than ten zhang were all bulldozed, but there was no one.

"Is it a delusion..."

With a mutter, Xuan Mo withdrew his blue flying sword, and struck the earth wood law against the jade compass, searching for the treasure of the earth spirit again.

After Xuan Mo left a stick of incense, on the ruins of the bushes that were bulldozed by the flying sword, three figures slowly emerged!

On the left is a young monk of short stature, dressed in a scribe's green robe, with a cultivation of the eleventh layer of Qi training, and on the right is a girl with a tenth layer of Qi training, wearing a yellow shirt, and her appearance can only be regarded as above average among female cultivators. And the person in the middle is an old man with a pale face and white hair, the old man looks bad, the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi is slightly vain, the old eyes are slightly narrowed, and he harshly reprimanded the short young monk on the side,

"Chang'er, the old man said that you can't easily reveal your killing intent, you don't listen, you were almost discovered by that kid just now!"

"Master, a kid who has just cultivated Qi at the ninth level, why should he be so careful..."

"Hmph, dare to talk back! This kid knows how to drive the jade compass, and when he finds the heavenly damage grass, the old man will kill him again, wouldn't it be more convenient! ”

Speaking of this, a grim smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and an invisible force spread out, covering a range of dozens of miles, and this invisible force was actually a divine thought! And the power of this divine thought, I am afraid that it has reached the level of the late stage of foundation building!

"Let's let that kid continue to search for the elixir, twenty miles to the north, there is another lone monk, Chang'er, Xin'er, this time, you have to be neat, don't lose the face of the old man's 'son and mother sword' Han Tao!"

If there is an older generation of monks from the Yue Kingdom here, they will definitely recognize that Han Tao, the "Son and Mother Sword", is an old monster who cultivated to the realm of Fake Dan decades ago, and he was only one step away from being able to marry Dan! This Han Tao has always been ruthless, he loves to kill people and seize treasures, and he was also quite famous for murder decades ago, but later he provoked people who should not be provoked, and was chased and killed, and his cultivation fell from the realm of fake pills to the period of qi training.

Pinching out the concealment law, the figures of Han Tao and his two apprentices gradually became transparent, and they headed towards the lone monk to the north. On the other side, Xuan Mo, who was holding a jade compass to search for the treasure of the earth spirit, moved slightly, and said secretly in his heart,

"This is, Divine Mind Probe! It wasn't a delusion just now... This person's divine thoughts are above me, but his strength is weak, and he seems to be injured, it is not a foundation building monk who was injured and fell to cultivate... This person didn't make a move at the moment, thinking about what he was waiting for... My cultivation has not been exposed, and the flying sword in my hand is not of the highest grade, what this person values must be my ability to search for elixirs with the jade compass..."

was slightly angry in his heart, but Xuan Mo did not show anything on his face, and secretly guessed the ins and outs of the matter. Although there is no help from Lu Li and Qi Qi at this moment, with his own hole cards, even if he encounters an uninjured foundation building monk, Xuan Mo is not afraid at all!

With Xuanmo's divine thoughts, he couldn't perceive the location of the injured foundation building monk. Eyebrows froze, Xuan Mo simply no longer moved in the direction of the earth attribute spirit object, but changed the direction, walking towards another wood attribute spirit object, the green dot displayed on the jade compass is extremely huge, this thing, nine times out of ten, is the heavenly damage grass!

Casting the trick of resisting the wind, setting up the breeze to shuttle through the forest, the corners of Xuan Mo's mouth, a mocking smile slowly appeared, "Since you have the heart to harm me, I will not show mercy." Let's use this heavenly grass to lure you out! ”

Although Xuan Mo didn't know where Han Tao's figure was, he already knew that someone was following him in the shadows. On the other hand, Han Tao only regarded Xuan Mo as a low-level cultivator of the ninth level of Qi cultivation, and he didn't know that his divine thought exploration had been exposed, and he didn't know that he had provoked an unprovoked figure again.

In the depths of the dense forest, next to a crimson water stream, a vermilion spirit grass grows on the side, the height of the spirit grass is no more than an inch, on the blades of grass, the crimson meridians are dense, and it looks like a blood-colored crack. Beside the water stream, a dark yellow streamer flashed, and it was actually an earthy yellow giant sword slowly landing, on top of the giant sword, a yellow-robed man jumped down, exuding the momentum of the eleventh layer of qi cultivation around his body, looking at this spirit grass, his eyes were full of fire,

"The height of the diameter and inches, the color is like blood, it will not be wrong, this thing must be a natural damage to the grass!"

The yellow-robed man strode forward, stretched out his hand to pick the heavenly grass, suddenly his eyes froze, and he pointed at the giant sword without warning, and the giant sword beside him suddenly turned into a flash of yellow light, and slashed towards the bushes behind him.

"Ding!"

I heard a clear sword roar, and a blue sword shadow slammed into the earthy yellow giant sword, knocking the giant sword out of a crack. The sword roared without stopping, a black-robed man walked out of the bushes, holding the jade compass in his left hand, and with a move in his right hand, he withdrew the blue flying sword in his hand, and looked at the yellow-robed man with an expressionless face, "Shooting is a killing move, Your Excellency is really a decisive person... Xuan didn't want to win people's love, but it seems that Xuan's idea is too naïve..."

Seeing that the top-grade giant sword was actually cut out of a crack by the blue sword shadow of the other party, the face of the yellow-robed man instinctively showed a look of jealousy, and when he saw that Xuanmo's cultivation was not more than the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, the trace of jealousy in his heart was suddenly swept away, and he sneered hideously,

"Hmph, don't be ashamed, don't say that you are only practicing the ninth layer of qi, that is, the eleventh layer of practicing qi, and if you bump into me to obtain the heavenly damage grass, you can't be kept! Stone Shock! ”

The yellow-robed man held the giant sword with both hands, and with a violent swing of spiritual power, on top of the giant sword, a dark yellow sword more than a foot long slashed out in the air, scattered in mid-air, and turned into more than a hundred sharp sharp stones the size of a fist, stabbing down towards Xuanmo.

With the sword mang, the more fossil rain is divided, the higher the attainment of this stone astonishment. The power of the sword of the yellow-robed man was more than enough to kill an ordinary tenth-level cultivator, but for Xuan Mo, it was too weak.

With Xuanmo's sword intent, he can kill the yellow-robed man with just one sword, but at this moment, he is worried about the foundation-building monk hidden in the shadows, Xuanmo naturally won't really kill the yellow-robed man in seconds, and it is also a good plan to use the two-person fighting method to lure the people in the shadows to make a move.

With a plan in mind, Xuan Mo made a solemn appearance, took out a small turquoise shield from the storage bag, threw it into the air, and played several wood spirit power spells against the small shield, and the small shield turned into a giant shield of several zhang in mid-air, stopping all the dense stone rain.

The small shield is a high-grade spiritual weapon, and under the soil of Mu Ke, it is not difficult to block the earth-attribute sword technique of the yellow-robed man.

Next to the water stream, Xuan Mo pretended to deal with the attack of the yellow-robed man with difficulty, and on the other side, in the bushes not far away, three invisible figures were quietly waiting, waiting for an opportunity to make a move. The young man and the girl couldn't bear it anymore, and they were ready to kill Xuanmo and the others at any time, and Han Tao, an old man who had always been ruthless, looked at the grass at the moment, and he didn't care about the heat in his eyes, but there was a trace of doubt, which was really weird.

When his gaze swept over the red water stream next to the Heavenly Damaged Grass, Han Tao, who had more than a hundred years of experience, suddenly sweated on his forehead, and his heart was secretly shocked.

"It's... No way! Where is this place of trial, here, it is clearly the 'land of true dragons spitting blood' recorded in ancient books! This Yue Wanggong is tempting people to enter with this fierce place, and it is clearly ill-intentioned! ”

Screaming, Han Tao couldn't help but secretly curse himself for his gaffe, the figures of himself and others must have been exposed. However, the Xuanmo and yellow-robed men in front of them were just mere Qi cultivators, and they were not put into Han Tao's eyes at all. Thinking of this, Han Tao simply withdrew the concealment decision, took out twelve golden swords from the storage bag, controlled them with divine thoughts, and threw them towards Xuanmo and the others.

"You are fortunate to die under the old man's 'Twelve Golden Swords', but this life is in vain!"

These twelve golden flying swords are all top-grade spiritual weapons, and these twelve flying swords are still complete sets of spiritual weapons.

"No, it can't be! Twelve Superb Spiritual Weapons! Run, must run! There was no trace of calmness on the face of the yellow-robed man, and he did not hesitate to set up the giant sword, turned into a streamer, and fled in a hurry, but after escaping only a hundred meters, he was crushed into a bloody bubble by six golden lights, and fell with hatred.

The other six golden flying swords, from the six tricky directions, slashed towards Xuanmo, seeing the golden light attacking from the sky, Xuanmo did not have a trace of fear on his face, and the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi was released without reservation, and with a wave of his palm, a bloody flying sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, it was the blood sword!

The blood in his palm flashed away, and Xuan Mo actually used the Divine Mind Imperial Sword as well. The sword speed of the Blood Transformation Sword far exceeded that of ordinary superb flying swords, and in just a moment, it slashed at the six golden swords in turn, and the six golden swords all shot backwards and back, and two of them even cracked out from the break!

Seeing that Xuan Mo not only hid his cultivation, but also had divine thoughts, what was even more terrifying was that the blood-colored flying sword in Xuan Mo's hand actually gave him a sense of crisis, Han Tao, who had been in the world for a long time, suddenly understood that the inconspicuous young man in front of him was by no means simple, and he hid the gloomy color in his eyes at the moment, laughed dryly, and made a kind appearance,

"Hehe, it seems that Daoyou is also a foundation monk, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this day the damaged grass will belong to Daoyou, and the old man will leave..."

Before the words stopped, Han Tao's kind gaze suddenly skyrocketed, and the six golden swords that killed the yellow-robed man in the distance flew towards Xuan Mo's back without warning!

Seeing that Han Tao was kind in his mouth, but secretly wanted to sneak attack him, Xuan Mo sneered, and sacrificed the blood sword with his backhand, only to see the blood shadow flash, and the six golden swords behind him were all slashed by the blood, and the aura was dim! Looking at Han Tao in disbelief, Xuan Mo's eyes were full of sarcasm,

"Your idea is good, if someone else were someone else, maybe they would stop making peace with you, and thus fall for your sneak attack, but unfortunately I won't. Because I didn't intend to let you go! ”